Dadadada

I meant to mention yesterday just how excited Patrick was to have his daddy back home. I'd just put him to bed before Matt walked in, so Matt got him back out of bed immediately. We decided it was a special enough occasion that he could stay up late. He was kicking those feet and bouncing up and down and climbing up the side of his crib the second he saw his daddy walk into his room. He didn't want to let go of him.

He did the same thing when he saw Matt yesterday at lunch and again when he got home from work. He can't get enough Daddy time all of a sudden.
Then today from the moment he woke up, he kept repeating, "Dada. Dadada!" I hated having to tell him that Daddy wouldn't be home until lunch. Then something came up and Matt didn't come home for lunch after all. It was tough breaking the news to Patrick, who obviously couldn't wait to see his daddy again.
I guess the best part of Matt having to go on a business trip is the coming home part. I've never seen Patrick so attached to him. It's worth the three days apart to see this at the end of those three days:
On a completely random note, Patrick seems to have a little boy crush. Every time that Huggies commercial comes on--the one with the little girl crawling around in just a diaper and one red sock--Patrick stops everything to watch. Unlike his other favorite commercials, though, instead of just watching, he gets this adorable smile on his face, like he's admiring the little girl. I can tell already he's going to be such a flirt as he gets older!